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North Harris on isle of Lewis and Harris is ever so beautiful in a kind of brutal, rough way. It is a landscape that does not allow for real agriculture, just very extensive crofting, mostly sheep of a very hardy breed. It's the kind of landscape that forms special people as well. Where ever we went on the island people were stopping to chat with us or at least weaving while passing by. For someone working in London this has been such a wonderful break, showing how people really are when they are not pressed together by economy and social systems. A great way to find relief from urban stress for certain and the only way for me :)

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As one of greatest philosophers of the 80's, Ms Lauper, once said: 'Girls just want to have fun!'


And fun indeed is all I seek. Day off today (YAY). Unfortunately it is so windy and I won't be able to play with my new toy, a CO2 Airsoft Taurus PT99 Semi Automatic Pistol ... it is heavy, it is shiny and it is so beautiful. It's impossible to find a decent place to practice target shooting here in Wales, and the idea of shooting clay pigeons just don't do for me, I tried. So, I decided to buy a couple of different Airsoft guns and a self resetting 5 targets spinning metal set, and I'm dying to hit that baby so badly.


Now, get this right people (especially those who have a tendency to quickly judge others, assume bulls**t, and dramatise situations): in no shape or form I'm in favour of violence, nor guns being used for destructive endings ... but oh, man, how I love shooting. I tried knitting for 5 seconds, and it just didn't feel the same (nah, I'm kidding ... never tried, and never will. Perhaps when I'm 70). I tried yoga, and failed miserably (true!). Boxing class is a lot of fun, but I kept breaking my nails from time to time (also true!). So shooting it is. It's my stress relief, and since my cardiologist told me to avoid stress at all costs, I now have the perfect excuse to keep firing CO2 bullets away. If only I could get that Apache Helicopter ... (big sigh) ... ah, one can only dream.


Unfortunately, the wind is playing against me today. How do I know? Because I've already got slapped in the face by my very own long locks five times while taking Einstein for a walk, and hoodies are exactly not my style.


Wishing you all a delightful weekend ahead (hopefully a dry one). xo


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I sat in my 'control tower' at the end of a hard week at work. It had been busy through out but by yesterday morning the stress was mounting.


I had had a letter from my doctor's surgery (not that I know who my Doctor is) saying that I could no longer order my Repeat Prescription for a mild dose of stress relief tablets from my local pharmacy. I would have to organise them through my Doctor's Medical Centre. It said I could do them online. "Great!" So I got online. And it said I needed to register and get a password. "Damn". I rang the medical centre to ask how I registered and got a password. "Well, you have to come down here with ID and we then issue you with a Password, which takes a couple of days." "Aaargh! Don't you realise I have a job 20 miles away and I can't just float in and out of work when I feel like it? I'm not ill. I'm not off work". So I diverted through the morning rush hour traffic to go to the doctor's surgery before work and walked in with ID in the form of Passport and Driving Licence. "I'm sorry", said the receptionist," but we need a utilty bill as well, showing your address"......."Aaaarghhhh!" I can feel my blood pressure going up! "What was wrong with the old system?" She explained, "Too many people are ordering tablets and not using them, and it's a waste". But I said, " I get tablets because I know they are good for me. I'm not a hoarder. Why am I treated like a hoarder.... a waster?"


I'm stressed. Work is busy and pressurised. And I've just bought a house for my son and his house to live in until they can afford their own. And then my daughter bought a house at the same time and I thought it fair to give her the deposit for it. When asked about funds my daughter explained her Dad was giving her the deposit. So the solicitor asked if it was a loan or a gift. I said it was a loan because my daughter wanted to prove she was financially independent and would pay it back. "Ok" said the solicitor" I need confirmation it is an informal, inter family arrangement and that you will have no interest in the property. The mortgage company will need to know no other party has a financial claim on the property" Aw hell, I thought. "OK it is a gift" I reluctantly said, knowing that I have to keep a record of these things for tax reasons. "Right!" said the solicitor I need to know where that money is coming from, for money laundering reasons". Jeez, I thought, I'm already beginning to regret being generous. She's my daughter. I just gave it to her like I used to give her pocket money to buy sweets. No one ever asked me to prove she wasn't buying sweets on the back of money laundering. I explained I'm just in the process of buying another house too, so here's a copy of a statement showing that I have access to funds to cover all these amounts. Well, blow me down that was acceptable! Until they said they now needed proof of my ID. Aaaaaaarrrgh! You want me to come to your office in Crewe after 9.30 when you open to show my face and a Passport, at a time when I need to be in work at Manchester Airport? I refused. " No problem, " said the solicitor but I will have to charge you £ 1.80 to do an ID check online and £ 5.40 for an AML search. "Whaaaaaat? You even charge such petty amounts?" I couldn't believe it. Now the solicitor has emailed to ask me to send a copy of my Driving Licence, and as an afterthought has asked for my date of birth too, and I'm seriously beginning to think this is a wind up or the solicitor is bent and is aiming to hack my bank accounts. She says it is all required under Anti-Money Laundering Laws. But it's gone crazy. I'm not a thief, or a criminal. I'm not a drug dealer or a pimp. Why do Doctors and Solicitors assume I am a low-life until I can prove I am not? I'm just an ordinary, honest hard working tax payer. I must be in the minority. And therefore a mug.


At least back in my own little world of freight forwarding I can control things. I was surprised to answer the phone and find myself speaking to a lady who last called me nine months ago. She had told me she had a chronic intestinal illness that means she has to couple up to bags of a special fluid every day just to survive. Her son was getting married in Australia and she was desperate to fly out there for the occasion. But that meant taking a large amount of fluid with her at a cost of over £ 5500 just for the excess baggage one way. And if it didn't arrive within a day of her arriving she would die.


It turned out the supplier of these fluids is a worldwide company and they suggested they could make up her prescription in Australia so they could have a supply waiting there for her.


But when she rang me out of the blue yesterday it was to say she had been badly let down. She was flying to Australia on Monday morning and they just rang her to say they couldn't supply this fluid which is so critical to her living just another day.


And so began a day of working to provide a logistical solution for her. In reality it wasn't so complicated, but just more a matter of making sure every aspect was watertight. I must admit I got a huge amount of job satisfaction from helping her in her hour of need and she was generous with her thanks, but I said a photo of her enjoying her son's wedding was all the thanks we could possibly want. A picture really would be worth a thousand words.


I like our industry. I don't have to take any crap from any body. And in our business there really are people who can be trusted to go the extra mile to help someone without insisting on charging £ 1.80 for petty costs.

Just having a bit of fun ! :)

SL + tablet doodling.

Stress relief, et cetera.



aaand the original, here.

A beautiful evening by the lake. Stress relief.

Some stress relief of an evening - bit of adult-colouring.

Turns out there is light at the end of the tunnel.


Being without an SLR has been really hard this week. I've been so tense at work and photography on my lunch hour is usually my stress relief.


Got my 60d today spent 15mins walking around the city centre, firing off a few shots with my fast fifty (awesome) and I was completely destressed. Its like getting my left arm back. I feel truly liberated


Whilst the camera on iphone is ok, under good light, I have missed so much: manual focus, manual flash, manual exposure, 1:1 macro, servo AF and above all else depth of field!


Can't wait to get my 7d back as well so I can be double armed :)


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I'm considering deleting this. I can't replace pictures without Pro. I dunno. Maybe it's just the weirdness, or the photo, but I don't like it. Well, anyways. If I decide to keep it, then I'll note some things, update the desc., and post a multiview/closeup pic.


Eh, I'll keep it. And probably make a scene with it, but other than that. Wimbe, I still want you to comment.


Update: Figure out the new acronym, and you get a cookie.

Are you stressed? Get a cat, one that likes your attention. Seriously, she takes my mind of things. I love to cuddle with my cat.

And I promis I won't upload as many cat pictures, just kinda love this one!


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I was having a pretty shitty day..then i remembered my chum who offered a stress relief.

Needless to say..I would have punched him...but I was more stressed than that...the Rambo knife seemed more appropriate

Thanks day has improved


Just another view that we have at our cottage. After a long week at work a weekend here just re-charges the mind, reduces the stress leaves you with a sense of calmness.

And it is better for you that Valium.....LOL...

This yacht, on left side, called 'Stress Relief'

Whenever you feel some stress .. go to the beach and listen to the heavenly music of the waves and birds ...

my stress relief chilling out watching the colours pass by while the LE does its thing...

As one of my first full days off to myself I wanted to go shoot for some stress relief. The day was going okay up until just before I left when I received a voice mail to call my Dad back asap. Upon returning the call I got my Mom crying and learned my Grandfather had suddenly passed away.


This is a photo for him, as kids we'd always stay at his house when we visited the Disney Parks. I'll never forget riding down I-4 in the rear facing bench of his station wagon looking for the mickey shaped power pole to know we were close. RIP Grandpa Jack, humorous till the end.

In the past few days I have been riding my bike to empty my mind from all the stress caused by exams at my university college. I decided to take my camera today and made a couple of shots.

Are you stressed? Get a cat, one that likes your attention. Seriously, she takes my mind of things. I love to cuddle with my cat.

And I promise I won't upload as many cat pictures, just kinda love this one!


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She's so cute it's killing me >o< She's a great stress relief for 3 of my grails popping up for sale at the same time <3

The Java Jaunt, part #2: Kawah Ijen.


Bali is the ideal island for stress relief. Seriously. Its beautiful beaches, jaw dropping reefs, spectacular surf breaks, Lychee Martinis, temples & shrines, banana pancakes, black rice pudding, … So much beauty, in stark contrast with freezing & cold Kazachstan. Vishnu had joined our path, no doubt about it.


After one week it was time to hit the road. Heading West, to Java. The bumpy ride that’s called Adventure immediately started at the port. There are less tourists in Java, so drivers and scammers eagerly jump on any occasion they can take. Taxi, sir? How can we get your money, sir? It’s advisable to have a strict plan if you’re travelling Java. Any confusion/doubt will lead into an opportunity to take you elsewhere. Bargaining is a much intense process than in Bali, and most of the drivers have little knowledge of English. Anyway. Back to the plan.


I had seen pictures of an amazing active volcano in East Java. Research informed me the volcano was kinda hard to reach, and you need to be in good shape to go all the way. The death of a French photographer who slipped during the hike a couple of years ago made it even more harder. Nevertheless, I was determined to see it.


A young boy in his early twenties agreed on taking us to the mount Ijen in his 4x4. What followed was a 3 hour back-breaking ride into the mountains. Halfway the ride we got stuck in a landslide. Locals pulled us out. When we reached the last control post we eagerly stashed some Coca Cola, banana’s and food, and started the steep 2 hour hike to the crater rim. On foot, because there’s no other way to reach the summit.


Meet the Kawah Ijen. An active stratovolcano of the Ijen Plateau. The crater houses the world’s most largest acidic lake, with a shocking pH acidity of 0,5 at its center point. Fall in and you dissolve. Instantly. Active vents at the edge of the lake contain elemental sulfur. The escaping volcanic gasses are channeled through a network of ceramic pipes, resulting in condensation of molten sulfur. It’s this sulfur that gets broken into large pieces and carried out in baskets by miners. Some of these miners carry loads up to 100 kilograms on their back, working amidst the pungent and irritating sulfur smell. Unreal scenery.


Next up: The Java Jaunt, part #3: Gunung Bromo. Being at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Minolta XD-7 - Fujicolor 200 - Minolta MD 135mm f3.5

Getting tips from the expert

Amazing thunder storm surrounded us on a nightly walk around the town.

It could be followed for hours from the town - on the surrounding mountains and across the sea. Cool to just watch, without getting wet oneself!

Wee bit spooky it was too :)


äRRä of the day: February 12th, 2009

Delicate flowers of a hyacinth, more stress relief in the form of flowers for me!

The stress relief, in sync with life, From the Island made from Fire, while construction continues. every fourth wave a charming moment. To the Friends & Family 2017 P&D

After a busy day at the office, I was happy to be able to get to the beach and enjoy the warm hot breeze before nightfall. And the best part was that the clouds didn't disappear as they usually do

What a relief!! This morning I decided to abort Project 365:) I admit it, I’m a total failure, I didn’t even last a month, but I feel so much better! I realized I was getting really stressed out by the whole thing, had little time for it and it was becoming a huge hassle. Life is stressful enough as it is, I wasn’t about to get even more stressed because of a photography project (which is suposed to be fun!) , so I quit!


So here I am now, gleefully digging through my archives, no pressure at all:-)


About this capture :

This is the sun setting on the Iberian Peninsula, viewed from the West coats of Ibiza. Ibiza is about 90km away from the peninsula but on clear days you can see the mountain ranges perfectly.


This is SOOC except for some cropping.


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With all the college work a stress relief is needed

Chocolate is a perfect food, wholesome as it is delicious, a beneficent restorer of exhausted power. -Baron Justus Von Liebig


My sister is so sweet - last night, she brought me de-stress goodies of things I like (nail/hair stuff, aromatherapy stress relief lotion etc) mixed in with a bunch of different chocolate. So good!

A last minute picture from today, and a picture I actually like from the last time I went New Years Eve camping.


Good hobby, sailing, to have relief from stress :-)

Pattern source: 8-square socks from Käspaikka

Yarn: Sock yarn leftovers, held doubled

Needles: 3,5 mm


I've been feeling pretty down lately. To keep me from worrying about things that I actually have no control over, I've knit some tiny garter stitch squares. These may not be the prettiest socks in the world, but knitting them made me feel happier. :-)

ODC - stress. i think smile and chocolate are the best ingredient for stress relief...somehow

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tranquility and beauty, in scene and sound. This has the ability to melt away my stress like nothing else on earth. Sit back, relax and take in the scene...just breathe!

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